Leandro detested Larne.... more>>

He had plenty of reasons to do so.

She was a vile, lowly, vicious, and greedy person. A person who was never satisfied with what she had, and if she lacked something, she would take it from someone else.

She even wanted her sister's fiancé.

“I don't have the confidence to respect someone like you as a person. I suggest you call off the marriage now."

“I don't mind. I don’t.”

The marriage thus began, seeming to end only after Larne lost her memory.

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“The duty of producing a successor you desired so much, what are you going to do now?”

Her heart trembled at the longing eyes and the languid voice.

Apart from her pounding heart and excited mind, Larne's reason went cold.

She carefully freed her hand from his hold.

“What are you talking about, we're getting divorced soon.” <<less

“Are you satisfied now? I will destroy you as you wish.”... more>>

I possessed the body of a female lead in an R-19 novel that was the apex of tragedy, “The Flower of Destruction.”

In a novel that is based on r*pe, outdoor play, multiple people, and more—there is no play that does not appear.

"Sorry… I’m sorry. I don't want to live like that anymore.”

But, it was fine.

I was a genuine M. <<less

※ Please be aware that this book contains various objectionable elements, including coercive relationships, prostitution, group play, BD*M, etc. Please refer to this before reading.... more>>

"More, get addicted to me, Melcy. To the point where you can kill me."

Melcy Maxter was the daughter of a prestigious noble family. However, due to an unexpected accident, her parents died and their estate rapidly declined, forcing her to become a prostitute. One day, when she decided to give up everything and end her life, the man who had been the source of her despair suggested revenge.

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He l**ked Melcy's tears and, after stripping off his clothes, ran his fingers over her slender waist before penetrating her with his pen*s. As the pen*s dug deeper inside her, a surge of power coursed through Melcy's body.

"Huhmm. Ah... more... harder..."

She was now mixing her body with Rufen by her own will. Despite the despair that had overwhelmed her, she yearned for his warmth. The pleasure and lust he gave her made her forget everything.

"Don't worry about it. Just let our bodies merge, regardless of your feelings."

Rufen kissed Melcy's lips gently and grabbed her hand tightly, teasing her waist. Melcy couldn't understand Rufen. Why did he give her hope while saying those things to her? He was the last person she wanted to be involved with if her futile feelings were revealed. What difference would it make if she killed him?

"Why are you doing this to me? What happens if I kill you?"

Melcy blurted out her confusion. She belatedly observed Rufen's reaction while biting her lips. Rufen, who was still leisurely moving his waist, seemed far away from anger.

"I'll just die if you kill me."

In Rufen's following words, she realized the reason she couldn't bring herself to kill him.

"For the sin of not taming you." <<less